Midwxst – Nineteen

Midwxst – Nineteen Lyrics

Artist: Midwxst
Song: Nineteen

Nah, facts, and like, his consistency, bruh, and the videos, everything, bro. His sound is just f#cking different. Yo, he really, he, he, he boutta be crazy
You know, [?] pull up on some crazy sh#t, like, he should [?] on a fan type shit. But at the same time, I’m kinda expectin’ that sh#t because [?] are [?]
Back in action, back in action
Back in action, back in action

Back in action, back in action
Back in action, back in action
Back in action, gang, let’s get it
Back in action, back in action

Back in action, back in action
Back in action, back in action
Back in action, back in action
Let me talk my sh#t (Woo, woo), or did I flex too much?

Air out business quick (Air it quick), ’cause I compress too much
People on my dick (They be on my dick), because I impress too much
Don’t get hit with that stick (With that stick), ’cause you expect too much (On God)
b#tch, I’m only nineteen (I’m only nineteen), I’m only nineteen (I’m only nineteen)

I got some brothers that shoot on command, no, boy, we are not fighting (No, we are not fighting)
He thought he was a threat, but I know that he bluffin’, that boy is just typing (Woo, woo)
Know my shooter named Zeus ’cause he come out that cut, know he come with that lightning (Woo, woo)
Know I’m bigger than life, know my life is a movie directed by Spike Lee (Directed by Spike Lee)

Give a f#ck ’bout the comments or anything anyone wan’ do to spite me (Wan’ do to spite me)
Shit, if I was you, I’d hate me too (On God)
I’m a threat, b#tch, no, that’s nothing new (On God)
On my neck, b#tch, I broke out the zoo (The zoo)

Said I’m hard? Well, that sh#t is old news (Old news)
Indy baby, made it out the Nap’ (The Nap’)
I’ve still got some brothers in the trap (In the trap)
I’ve still got some brothers wavin’ flags (Wavin’ flags)

Bringin’ money in, I got the cash
Got three phones on my body, what number?
Know I’m mixin’ that Rick with the Junya
Hating on me like Kanye, I Wonder

We gon’ run in the house, we gon’ plunder (Yeah)
The f#ck is a box? You can’t keep me in
Know we servin’ out hot sh#t like onions
And my bro wave them colors like Uncle Sam

We gon’ push and provide, n#gg#, that’s the plan
Know I rock in the show, then I talk to the fans
Walk in that bank, and deposit the bands
All black how we movin’, b#tch, move in that Benz

I need new hundreds, them benjis, them mans
I get on the stage and b#tches fall in trance
Free all my brothers that’s locked in the pen’
Never gon’ tell, not stepping on no stand

Been going up, b#tch, I been in demand
Word to boy joeyy, that b#tch gonna shake it
She want a pic’, I told that boy to take it
n#gg#s be fakin’, they fake ’til they make it

My brodies ride around, know that they dangerous
Spitting this sh#t off the dome, speaking facts
No one go harder, say that sh#t with my chest (Woo)
That boy a tire the way that he pressed (Woo)

When you start getting money, b#tch, you know the rest
Let me talk my sh#t (Woo, woo), or did I flex too much?
Air out business quick (Air it quick), ’cause I compress too much
People on my dick (They be on my dick), because I impress too much

Don’t get hit with that stick (With that stick), ’cause you expect too much
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Release Year: 2022